Chapter 986 : Chapter 489 Sun Ce's Great Compassion (2)
Seeing this, Sun Ce was in a good mood and did not feel depressed because of this failure. Instead, he felt that he had learned a lot and made some small profits after reading the latest chapter of VIP.
Indeed, Sun Ce, known as the Little Overlord, is somewhat similar to King Xiang back in the day. They are both known for their domineering power, but they also somewhat ignore internal development.
Now that Sun Ce has realized this shortcoming, if he can make up for it, he may really make rapid progress and develop a more powerful Wu state than the Soochow developed by Sun Quan, the great emperor of Wu in history.
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At this moment, several fast horses from the front rushed towards the army.
It is very normal for a few fast horses to rush in. This is the case when messengers come and go. But these soldiers are fully rewarded.
This caused Sun Ce's pupils to shrink to the size of a pinhead. Who passed away? Could it be his mother?
In the territory of Jiangdong, Sun Ce had the highest status, almost like a king. Besides Sun Ce, the only person who could reward the soldiers was Sun Ce's mother.
Therefore, Sun Ce thought to the left.
Sun Ce is a filial son. When he thinks of his mother, Sun Ce feels extremely shaken and his eyes turn red in an instant.
Sun Ce thought wrongly, and everyone also thought wrongly. Seeing Sun Ce's expression changed dramatically, they all immediately tried to persuade him.
"Wu Hou, take care."
Sun Ce was indifferent and just stared ahead, feeling extremely sad.
At this moment, the soldiers rushed to Sun Ce, got off their horses and reported: "Marquis Wu, Lord Zhang Zhao has passed away from illness. This is my last statement."
These soldiers were actually the guards in Zhang Zhao's official residence, so they wore plain clothes. It was not what Sun Ce mistakenly thought, but Mrs. Sun died of illness.
The entire Wuxian County wore plain clothes.
The misunderstanding was resolved. But Sun Ce's mood did not improve. Master Zhang Zhao? Master Zhang Zhao? Sun Ce only felt a buzz in his head.
If his old mother died, Sun Ce, as a filial son, would be miserable. What if Zhang Zhao died? Zhang Zhao was Sun Ce's arm. Sun Ce had just made a plan to develop Jiangdong, and it was time to rely more on Zhang Zhao.
One is the most painful thing in personal emotions, and the other is losing a minister when you are developing a great cause. These two kinds of pain are equivalent.
Just now, Sun Ce mistakenly thought that his mother had died of illness, and he had already suffered a major blow. Before he could recover, Zhang Zhao died again.
Sun Ce's physique was astonishing. At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, and he was almost crumbling.
Blow, this is a major blow.
The generals next to him were also stunned, but at least they were not as sad as Sun Ce, and they quickly reacted. Seeing Sun Ce like this, everyone tried to persuade him.
"People cannot be resurrected after death, so please take care, Marquis Wu."
"Zi Bu is under the spring. He must not want to see Wu Hou like this."
The crowd's persuasion did not allow Sun Ce to recover from the blow, but at least he regained some energy. He got off his horse, and with trembling hands, he took the bamboo slips from the soldier's hand.
This is Zhang Zibu's final statement.
Immediately, Sun Ce slowly unfolded the text. The handwriting on it was not Zhang Zhao's, and there were not many. But Sun Ce felt it was extremely heavy.
"My minister Zhang Zhao was greatly favored by the Marquis of Wu and took charge of Jiangdong's political affairs, but he failed to live up to the favor of the Marquis of Wu. His plan caused heavy losses to Jiangdong. He vomited blood afterwards and accidentally leaked the news, causing panic in Wu County. I am ashamed, ashamed, ashamed."
The last three words are even more striking.
"Lu Su, I am incompatible with you." Sun Ce roared with grief and indignation.
A moment ago, Sun Ce realized his own shortcomings and was preparing to develop Jiangdong. He even thought that he would lose as much as gain in this battle.
But at this moment, Sun Ce completely lost that feeling.
Zhang Zhao, an important minister from Jiangdong, vomited blood and died like this.
The loss is huge and unbearable.
Pain. At this moment, Sun Ce felt pain with just one word.
Seeing this, everyone looked at each other and didn't know how to persuade him.